The Daily Life of the Daughter of a Minor Official

It was getting late, and Zhao Lan and Su Ruojin left hand in hand.

A man in his forties with a goatee appeared from behind the alley and winked at the people behind him, "Remember, take action quickly."

"Yes, steward."

There was a charcoal fire in the carriage that was not cold. The two sat hugging each other, their fingers clasped together, and the corner of Zhao Lan's lips touched the young lady's temple, "Ajin, I really hope that this is the wedding night."

Gently rubbing it, her cheeks warmed up. Suddenly, the words "Ears and temples are grinding" flashed through Su Ruojin's mind. She suddenly felt shy and stretched out her hand to block Zhao Lan, "Brother Jin...don't..."

"Ah Jin..." Zhao Lan hugged the little lady, getting closer and closer.

One lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, while the other raised his head slightly.

Eyes facing each other.

The young nobleman's eyebrows were affectionate and so bright that the young lady was dumbfounded. Zhao Lan took advantage of her stunned moment and sealed the young lady's cherry mouth with his thin lips.

They have been engaged for four years and are about to get married. There has never been a kiss between the two like this. Zhao Lan controlled the intensity, carefully, tenderly and affectionately, as if he wanted her to feel all his tenderness and love. .

His kiss was patient and repeated, and Su Ruojin was so overwhelmed by the kiss: "Alan..."

"Ajin..."

The N word is omitted below.

"The little prince and the second lady are here."

Shuangrui reminded outside that the Minister's Mansion had arrived.

The two woke up and hurriedly separated. Su Ruojin was hurriedly arranging her hair and clothes. Zhao Lan saw that she was dazed and soft, so he helped her do it with a smile.

Su Ruojin glared at him, "It's all your fault." It looked like he was aggressive, but in fact, his whole body was so soft and pretty.

Zhao Lan's face was full of smiles. He had a fair complexion, and his lips turned pale after being in love, which made his already clear and handsome facial features look even more picturesque. He was so good-looking that people could only imagine.

It was so hot that Su Ruojin looked away with difficulty and fanned herself with her hands. This made her wish that her wedding day was coming soon, so what kind of premarital phobia could there be.

Zhao Lan got off the carriage and was stopped by Su Ruojin, "A Lan, just send it here."

At this moment, Su Ruojin, who was never a kid at heart, no longer wanted to be called 'Brother Jin'.

After the emotion passed, the ends of Zhao Lan's eyes were still a little red. When he heard the young lady calling him like this, his eyebrows raised, "You won't call me Brother Jin anymore?"

What is it called? I don’t know who is older than whom!

Su Ruojin pretended not to hear, "We will be getting married in six days, so don't go in."

Zhao Lancai didn't care about such trivial matters, but he still insisted on sending the person to the Minister's Mansion.

When Su Yanli saw the young couple, he also smiled helplessly and took them to the study to make tea and entertain them. They chatted a few words by the way, ranging from the wedding to business affairs and the cold winter this year, until Su Ruojin drove them away after dinner in the dark. ’ Zhao Lan asked Su Ruojin to **** him to the door.

"Obviously we're getting married in a few days..." For still being so clingy, Su Ruojin glared at him again.

Zhao Lan just smiled, with a look of reluctance.

As soon as the two of them stepped out, the boy from Su's shop ran over in a hurry, "My little boss... something's not going well..."

"What's the matter? Speak slowly."

The expressions of Zhao and Su suddenly became serious.

The boy gasped and said, "Many people came here to buy cotton-padded clothes."

This morning, the reason why Zhao and Su went to see the store was because they were afraid that someone would rush to buy it. Unexpectedly, it happened anyway.

Zhao Lan looked majestic and said, "Santai—"

"The little one is..."

"Deploy manpower..."

"Alan, wait."

Just as Santai was about to turn around to make arrangements, he was stopped by Su Ruojin's voice.

Zhao Lan looked at the young lady, "Ajin... have an idea?"

In later generations, people also donated clothes to the poor during severe winters. Su Ruojin remembers an incident where a big V donated down jackets. Even modern material abundance was not immune, let alone ancient times when there was a lack of food and clothing.

This reminded Su Ruojin of similar incidents in ancient times, which seemed to be resolved by famous officials and officials in this way.

She said, "Third Steward, I need your help."

Santai glanced at his master.

Zhao Lan nodded.

Santai quickly walked to Su Ruojin and said, "Second Lady..."

Su Ruojin whispered, "Please help me like this...this way..."

After a while, Santai didn't understand why he was doing this, but he still carried out the plan with all his strength, "Second lady, don't worry, I will definitely take care of things."

"Thank you." (End of chapter)